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I dreamed a few nights ago that The Barrow-Wight sent out invitations to a large Downer gathering overseas. I was very upset because it would be fairly impossible for me to go overseas, so I was working hard to get one set up here in the states.
I remember campaigning for the meeting to be in Wyoming, and running around crying "Formendacil! Brinniel! Gwathagor! We can make this happen!".
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But all the while I sit and think of times there were before
I listen for returning feet and voices at the door
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